Sunday, April 10, 2011

Growing Up and Growing Old

It now occurs to me that I should have made a theme with blog titles, making them all song lyrics. Which is stupid and utterly cliche but I like that sort of thing so HA.
So on Twitter I said that I had an epiphany about my existence and then Scott told me to share it with the class so here we go:
I get why we care so much about fictional characters. Why we lust over actors who are twice our age or live in another country. Why we care about vampires and werewolves and wizards and time lords. I understand now. We spend all our time looking and caring about them, because we can never have them. There is a 100% chance that we will never be able to get The Doctor or Karen Gillan to be with us. They can never make us romantically happy. However, real people, real friends and enemies and co-workers and classmates can. And they might just. And sometimes we will feel things for people, but there's always that chance that they won't feel those things for us back. And so we just hide all the worry and the pain and the regret and maybes and never weres into caring about fictional people. Fictional people/actors will never love you back. But somebody you know, might actually. And then freaks us out.

OKAY. So, uh, back to your normally scheduled blog etc.
I act. It's a thing that I do. I love doing it. I've been into theater since, third grade. I got into theater the year after I got over stage fright. I don't how I got over it, really. I just did. Y'know how in High School Musical 3, Ms. Darbus tells Troy that he looks comfortable on stage, and Troy says it's a place he can think? That's me, really, in a nutshell. That's how I am. My friend and I were talking during acting the other day, and we still projected and were not blocking each other. It could have been a scene from any play, just from our staging, but it wasn't. It was just us, talking. I love to act. It used to be about the center of attention for me, but it's not anymore. I just love the theater and what it stands for and what it does for people and communities and etc. This year, I have this wonderful acting teacher, Mr. Mowry, and he has kind of become like my second non-father father figure. Well, third, if you count the Doctor. I just look up to him so much because he's brilliant and a bit nerdy but he obviously cares about what he's teaching and about his students and I kind of need a dad figure in my life. But he came up to me the other day and told me that he wanted me to sign up for Stagecraft because he gets what I'm about and that he knows me and he wants me to stick around and some other things but I was basically on air for the rest of the day. But Mr. Mowry really brought acting in this school alive this year. We had three amazing plays and one of the plays made it to the Florida State competition which is a huge honor in acting and etc etc etc. But I've just met so many awesome people this year. My best (IRL) friend Molly only became my best friend this year and I met Alexandra (who I call San Fran sometimes) and Pawel and Michael and Jordan and Lizzie and KJ and just a lot of people have made my life so good this year. But the thing is, Molly's going to be gone next year. She's a senior this year. KJ is only coming back for senior year because she's travelling the world. I'm losing all of my friends. People I've just met, though I would trust with my life. In stage, everyone does a little Prayer Circle/Warm Up before the show, and last night we had all the seniors and KJ make little speeches about how they love everyone etc and nobody cried then, and that was good. We all had to keep our makeup in tact. But at the cast party, at Applebee's, Molly cried and everyone made a speech and Mr. Mowry made a speech and I almost cried but I did not. It just doesn't seem real yet. I plan on finding a way into graduation, mind you. And I'm going to their Senior Prom, so I mean, maybe then I'll notice. One day I'll just break down probably. But, c'est la vie. But then after the cast party, like eight of us just stayed outside in a circle talking for half an hour. And then we relocated to Steak and Shake for fries and some Coke. And then we talked outside for another fifteen minutes. And then it was just me and Alexandra and our love of people that we hung out with that night.

Alexandra said something about acting and being in theater. And it's that you spend all this time and money for this show, and then it's only two shows. Or it's only three shows. And some people don't even come because they don't feel like it. And, I don't know. It just kind of stuck with me. That's kind of how life is, in general too. There's so much build up to everything and then, you can just miss it.

I had one of those late night adventures last night, and it felt great. It really did.

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

feelings as of late (just need to put all the thoughts out of my brain)

So I queued this thing and it's scheduled to post on MONDAY because now I'm only queueing things and so there's 200 some things in the queue WELP but yeah it's reblogged from fynf and it's a quote from Paper Towns apparently and the quote is

"Maybe she had sat here in the cacophonous darkness and felt some kind of desperation take her over, and maybe she found it impossible to unthink the thought of death. I could imagine that, of course."

and that's kind of what's been going on with me lately i guess. i've been missing a lot of school like not a lot but at least a day every week. it's just been really hard to get out of bed?? i haven't been motivated to do homework or clean my room or do ANYTHING really i don't really run any of my blogs or do ANYTHING PRODUCTIVE EVER. like i've just hit a rut and i don't see the purpose of anything really anymore. i'm thinking of getting out of IB and my mother made the mistake of saying i should just get my GED and go to college and it's been in my brain just simmering there.

but YEAH things have been going on in my brain and i don't see the usefulness of going to school to learn shit and deal with people anymore. i'm just not seeing the appeal of education anymore and it's scaring me to death. like it's just this huge struggle to get out of bed in the morning and get up and get dressed and go to school and eat and laugh and make jokes and sing and be happy. all i want to do is sit in my bed eating potato chips and watch anime and not care. and every day i miss school my mother gets angry at me and i fall behind in school work and my grade drops lower and the lower my grades are the more my mother and i clash the worse i feel about the situation and the worse i feel the less i want to get up in the morning.

also i haven't been getting on skype and in catitude as much anymore and i think i didn't at all for a week and i don't know what's going on in my brain. i both want to become a recluse and also be really socially outgoing because i get way into my thoughts and i can't escape them. like in a dream when you know something bad is going to happen you can just wake up but i can't figure out how to wake up from this nightmare. i can't find the kick. i can't get to the totem.

THOSE ARE MY THOUGHTS ON MY LIFE AT THE MOMENT I'M SURE IT IS MESSED UP AND A BIG JUMBLE OF IDEAS I REALLY JUST WANT TO GO WATCH ANIME AND NOT THINK ABOUT THE CURRENT SITUATION ALSO POSSIBLY TURN MY FAN ON LATER